They will soon find out.

John and Kira kept to themselves over the next several years, staying out of Paris, with him planning their next move. They didn't know what Amber planned to do, and they decided to be prepared for the worst.

John decided to only take what they could carry with them when the time came. He had traveling documents for them, and a new place to live, back in North America, he decided to give Canada a try. He owned property there as well, and they decided to try to cross the Atlantic under the radar, off the books.

John had a boat available for just the two of them, large enough to cross blue water, but he hoped not big enough to raise any notice or scrutiny. Rather than sail the trade routes off of Africa, exposing them to Western European authorities, pirates off of Africa, and then the troubles in the USA, he decided to travel the icier waters from Norway to Iceland to Greenland, then on to the coast of Canada.

They would then make their way across the less-traveled parts of Northern Canada to a small town in Northern Alberta, to a small town called Manning.

He had a large spread of land there and started getting the property prepared, John did it through his representatives, and did it very quietly.

Kira was not pleased to be thinking of leaving without their family, but they hadn't seen their twin sons in three years, they hadn't seen any of them. They were with Amber somewhere, they just did not know where.

So the two of them prepared, packing up what they needed so they could move quickly, and waited for word that everything was ready. John had never traversed the sea in a boat, but he had studied sailing, and read up on it as a refresher.

Things however did not go as planned. John and Kira remained sexually active, as they had been for so many years, having sexual contact almost every day. The fire of their sexual attraction had never dimmed, with the two of them fucking almost every night.

However as Kira had stopped breastfeeding long ago, she was no longer producing breastmilk, and thus they began to fall into the hours-long sleep after they fucked. It still worked as before, with both of them experience a powerful orgasm that resulted in hours of deep sleep. They remained as close as ever, but when he came, she came, and they would wake hours later.

Almost always Kira woke first, and would usually have a meal ready for them to share. But not every time.

One night however after they went into their deep post-coital sleep, John woke up alone, and not in his house. He woke up in something of a holding cell.

There were no bars, but he could see this was no hotel room. The window was secured and had a heavy wooden panel over the outside, and the door was locked. John was a good deal stronger now than a normal man of his size, but he could not budge it. He was sure that meant that this door was meant to hold him.

He spent a while exploring the room, not recognizing where he was. This wasn't likely government, which was probably good. There was water, and some decent smelling wine, some bread, and some crackers, on a very nice silver platter. Certainly not the government, but he wasn't going to touch the food or drink just yet.

An hour or so into his morning, John heard the door open, and the twins walked in with Amber. She was smiling, they were quite serious. He sat on a very nice armless chair off to the side of the room.

He hadn’t expected this, they had taken them when they were asleep. He hoped his daughter had not been harmed.

While John was a good deal stronger than any normal man, even larger than himself, John Jr. and Jackson were far stronger than he at this point. They were larger than he was, and had been feeding on Amber's breastmilk for most of their lives. And it had made them into a new kind of strong.

He would have trouble with one of them, there was no way he could handle both of them. And when they looked at him, he did not see them looking at their father, not at all. He saw anger in them, annoyance at his presence.

Amber did not seem angry, she seemed prideful, she had come to this room to boast to him. How had it come to this?

"Where is Kira?" John asked, this conversation was going to start there if they were to talk. “Why did you take us?”

"We will get to that dad," Amber replied in an obviously falsely sweet tone. "She is here, and she will come to no harm. But I need some things from you." She was dressed very well, and she looked great, as beautiful as ever, and even more confident.

John frowned, not a fucking chance until he saw Kira, everyone in the room knew what he was thinking, they felt his anger.

Amber continued, seeing her father's emotions climbing. She needed some things from him before he saw her mother. "She is safe dad, I would never hurt her, but I really do need a couple of things from you. Then you can see her and be on your way."

She went on to ask for two things, she wanted another child from him, and she wanted his research on synthesizing hers and her mother's breast milk.

In the three years since they had last seen each other, Amber and her daughter Celeste had both born children to the twins. Three girls and one boy, a growing family. She had sucked each of the twins cocks each day, and had fucked them often as well, usually one of them most days.

Celeste had sucked the twins off as well, and had engaged in a lot of lesbian sex with Amber. And the two women also maintained their breast milk, feeding each other, the twins, and the kids.

And it was getting tiresome. Amber did not desire to continue to feed a growing number of people. Celeste did not seem to mind, it was very close to sexual for her, but Amber had just about finished doing it herself.

She needed more men like the twins, and she needed more women to feed the family. And she truly enjoyed the taste of Celeste’s pussy, she was ready to have her daughter for herself sexually.

A synthesized option needed to be found. The twins had learned most of the science needed to create the synthetic product, as they had grown up watching John at his work. They had studied science papers and books, and learned the scientific method from their dad. But they had gotten nowhere in creating it on their own.

She knew that her dad had progressed on this prior to their leaving, and would be surprised if he had not already figured it out. John was the smartest of them, and the oldest of them. He had been studying this from the beginning of it.

Also, Amber knew her father was the purest breeding stock. Nobody else was likely to ever come close to the quality of his DNA, being the first of their kind.

She hoped to keep him and her mother around for a few years, using him to produce more children, and her mother for carrying more children. Also perhaps for her economic needs.

Perhaps three more children from herself, her mother, and her daughter Celeste. That should be enough, at that point, she could let them go on their way.

"I know you are planning to leave," Amber said to her father. "Canada? Really? The cold wilderness? A waste for a man of your talents."

She moved and sat on his lap, and John felt his cock stir. His daughter was strikingly beautiful, close to a mirror image of Kira. He had fucked her many times, and his body remembered.

He sat and looked at her cleavage, her breasts straining the fine blouse she was wearing, as it was too small for her. And Amber in tight-fitting clothing had always been a pleasant sight. She was wearing a tight-fitting and short skirt. It showed off her beautiful and toned legs.

"Where is Kira," John answered flatly. "We can talk about the rest of that, but not before I see her, I have to know she is safe."

"Boys, leave us please," Amber said in a sweet voice to the twins, who left quickly.

She rotated around, straddling her father, feeling the familiar hard cock between her legs. Her skirt rode up all the way to her waist, as tight skirts tend to do when a woman with curves, a thin waist, and a tight skirt spreads her legs.

Amber quickly pulled on her blouse, the buttons snapping off and flying across the room. She was wearing a beautifully made matching lace bra and panties, and she pushed her breasts into her dad's face and whispered into his ear.

"First things first dad, it has been so long, fuck me..." Amber said right into his ear, her warm breath on his neck, her tongue flicking his earlobe. "Fuck me right here daddy, I have needed your big cock for so long."

John was a very special man, but just a man, and a man who had been oversexed for around two hundred years. His hands found her breasts, and he tore it off of her body and cast it across the room.

He was aggressively sucking his daughter's breasts almost instantly, and his eyes opened wide as her milk flowed, a taste and sensation he had not experienced in three years. It felt great, instantly he felt full of energy, he felt strong.

John sucked her breasts for several minutes, before Amber leaned into his ear again, "where do you want to put that big fat cock daddy?" Drawing a loud groan from her father, as she began grinding herself over his hard cock. "In my mouth? Or in my tight pussy? I am wet for you dad, I am ready for you!"

She reached down and pulled his cock out, "So what are you going to fuck? My pussy or my mouth?"

John's hands answered, as he pulled her forward and then down onto his hard cock, penetrating her. And she was telling the truth, she was wet. But a part of the rapid healing they experienced was that it seemed Amber was always tight, all of the women were.

Soon they were fucking, and as they did, John began feeding on her breasts again, drinking in the powerful nourishment only his daughters could provide.

It didn't take long, the sensation of her breastmilk, and how she attacked his cock with her hips, driving him into and out of her, John came within about ten minutes, driving them both wild.

John saw stars, and nearly passed out again, but hung on, likely because of her milk. Amber rode him until he was soft, then climbed off him and got on her knees, sucking his cock clean.

Amber had always enjoyed the taste of her father's cock, and today was no different. "I am glad to see you again, dad," she said, looking him in the eyes with her mouth right on his cock.

"I hate that we lost so much time," and with that, she started sucking his soft cock, fully cleaning it. Then licking her lips, "Thank you so much dad, I can feel it already, you have put another child inside of me."

John stood and pulled his pants back up, and Amber pulled her skirt back down, and put her bra back on, tying her blouse back on, as the buttons were gone.

"Shall we go find mom?" Amber said, walking towards the door, straightening herself further before a long mirror.